Weirdest F*cking Friends

Chapter 15- Beautiful

WARNINGS: Sexual Content; Smut; Cum as Lube; Biting Kink; Blood Kink; Slight Pain Kink; Hair Pulling Kink

Klaus drank his fourth cup of bourbon with Steve.

"You don't get drunk, do you," Klaus asked, noticing he wasn't slowing down.

"I'm afraid not," Steve said, glancing at him.

"Surely, you didn't bring me here to just share a drink," Klaus said, leaning towards him.

Steve leaned in as well.

"I want to see it," Steve said.

Klaus's mind immediately assumed he meant his cock.

"See what," Klaus asked, making sure they were on the same page.

"The other look. The hybrid one," Steve clarified.

"I rather not scare you away," Klaus said.

"I highly doubt you could," Steve smirked.

Klaus felt his veins darken around his eyes and his fangs extend in his mouth. Steve licked his lips as he watched his face shift. He reached over, trailing his thumb along his darkened veins.

Klaus watched him closely for any sign of fear. There was none. In fact, Steve looked even more intrigued.

"Does it hurt," Steve asked.

"Not anymore," Klaus said, retracting his fangs and relaxing his face.

"It looks..."

"Horrible," Klaus smirked.

"I was gonna say beautiful. I mean it's different but still beautiful in its own way," Steve said.

Klaus huffed out a small chuckle.

"In over 1,000 years, no one has called that side of me beautiful before," Klaus said.

Steve moved to sit closer to him.

"Tell me if you want me to stop," Steve said, leaning in.

He kissed Klaus slowly, testing to see if he truly wanted this. He pulled back, checking his reaction. Klaus pulled him back in, kissing him harder. He pushed Steve on his back, ripping his shirt off in a single tug.

Steve removed Klaus's henley, leaving them both shirtless. His fingers dug into Klaus's hips, trying to restrain himself from going further.

"Stop fighting it, love," Klaus breathed.

That was all it took for Steve to take over. He moved Klaus on his back, kissing his neck and chest. His lips left temporary hickeys on his skin as he removed his pants. Klaus groaned as he massaged his cock in his palm.

"Fuck..."

Steve muffled his groans with his lips. He held himself up with one hand while the other worked his pants off. He kicked them aside, letting them fall on the floor.

Klaus nipped at his jaw as Steve rummaged through his nightstand.

"Do I want to know," Klaus asked, staring at the lube in his hand.

"No," Steve smirked, pouring some into his palm.

He stroked Klaus slowly, making his legs open a bit more. He cursed softly as his thumb glided over his tip before sliding down his shaft again.

"Captain," Klaus grunted, latching onto his wrist.

His paused as it took a minute for the title to sink in. Then Steve kissed his neck and lips in heated passion as he stroked faster. Klaus arched his back as he came.

Steve wiped his cum onto his hand and used it as lube to stroke himself. Klaus raised a single eyebrow while watching him. He sat up, removing Steve's hand so he could take over.

"You can hold me tighter. I won't fall apart on you," Steve smirked.

He grunted as Klaus tightened his grip a little.

"That's perfect," Steve whispered, his muscles tensing up and relaxing.

Klaus leaned over him, his fangs trailing over Steve's shoulder. He tangled his fingers into Klaus's slightly curled hair. Then he pushed his fangs down into his skin. Klaus groaned as he taste his blood. Steve came with a low grunt almost immediately.

Steve pulled back on his hair, guiding Klaus onto his back again. His lips attacked his neck once more.

"Can you stay quiet for me," Steve asked.

"Let's find out," Klaus smirked.